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by bonbon794 Nov 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
By Shu I remember when i first met you, The smile we shared, The love we brang, The love and affection, for which we cared. Until you got bored of me, Our love were grewing thin. Love ended, hate then grew, Until i hated for the skin i was in. You keep me inside, Locked in my room. Trapped like a prisoner, Facing the doom. You laugh at my misfortune, You hit me like mad, You say i'm worth nothing, I didn't deserve the things i never had. This is why i have come to this decision, A knife to my heart, To let the blood run free, From this run-away heart.